Literature
Rebirth With White Wings
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In this empty room with no door
I wait.
Screaming till my throat is raw,
Sinking in an ocean of despair,
Drowning in my own pity,
I want to break free.
I need a way out.
The waiting is torture.
In this place I'm suffocating.
As the sun sets and the beauty of the moon awakens,
I lie paralytic,
Failing to see any escape.
To break out is a fluttering dream far beyond my reach.
For I'm lying inside my soul.
As I stare into the dark abyss
I feel your presence pulsing through my veins
I take you in
My rebirth,
My freedom,
Granted to me by your hands.
I'm an enigma.
I'm a hurricane in your calm world.
My touch